This is a story I've been holding onto for awhile. It's that lost time in TARDIS Child when Jenny has to raise Mara on Earth all on her own. I initially wrote notes for this untold part of the story as I was writing TARDIS Child with no intention of ever making it a full story. However, after reading over the notes again, I was inspired to write the full plot line out. You all may recognize the prologue as an excerpt of TARDIS Child, and there will be other small excerpts where the stories overlap, but beyond that everything is based off of my original notes. Please enjoy this Jenny-centered adventure!

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Prologue – 52nd Century

POV: Jenny

Date: 52nd Century and January 3, 1995

The two of them ran down the hallway to try to get Mara to their parents. The older Mara kept a watch on the Angels as they followed the two of them down the corridor.

"They're gonna catch us!" Mara cried.

"Switch!" Jenny yelled, and the two of them swapped positions. Jenny kept her eyes wide open and fixed on the Angels as they continued to run.

She nearly fell over when Mara stopped. "They're everywhere."

Jenny growled with frustration. "What do we do?" She heard Mara pull something out of the sack on her shoulders. "Mara? Mara, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry sister…" Her voice was shaky. "Protect her. I know you will."

"What? Mara, what are you doing? Stop!" Jenny screeched when her sister looped her bag around her neck and smacked down on a few buttons on the vortex manipulator she still wore on her wrist. "Mara!"

The baby in her arms screeched with distress as the two of them tumbled through time and space.

Jenny squeezed her eyes shut until she felt the ground steady beneath her feet. Slowly, she opened her eyes. "No," she whimpered. She and the baby in her arms had landed on a quiet London street somewhere near the Estates their mum used to live on. "No!" Furiously, she tried to reprogram her vortex manipulator, but it was deadlocked with a time set to sixteen years.

Jenny reached up and yanked the bag up over her head. Inside there was only a brand new dark blue journal and a piece of paper. She shifted Mara in her arms and pulled the paper open.

Sister,

First of all, I want to say I'm sorry. So sorry - and not only for what I just did to you. I'm sorry for the way I'm going to treat you for the next few years, and that I've cut you off from the two people you love most. Mum and Dad.

Now that you've reached this point, you know that both Madame Kovarian and the Weeping Angels wanted me for the power I hold inside of me. Look at me, Jenny, really look. I'm not just Time Lord, and I'm certainly not human.

I know you've heard the story of when Mum took the vortex into herself to save Dad. Of course, she doesn't remember a thing, and most likely she never will. But the question that you need to ask now is this - how did she survive it at all? Even Dad couldn't hold all of that time energy, and he only had it for a minimal amount of time compared to Mum. Well, here's the truth of it.

Mum was never quite human.

What I do know is that there are special people that are around every now and then. They're born with an ability that not even the Time Lords could fully master. These people are all special in some way - almost timeless. Don't ask me for the full story, because truly nobody really knows how or why, but somehow these people are born with the ability to understand and wield the power of the vortex without the help of a TARDIS or a vortex manipulator.

Eons ago there was a race called the Quo. These people were naturally born with the ability to see through and control the vortex. Overtime, though, they were hunted by others for their powers, and scattered across the universes. Most live in hiding - some don't even know what they are. Even more don't remember how to control the vortex enough to keep it from burning them up alive.

Mum will know all about this one day, but that is for another time.

I was born with this DNA, but I had something even more. I was born with Time Lord DNA in my blood. This means that, while I may not be able to wield the kind of power that Mum can, I still hold within me enough energy to last anyone an eternity. If the Angels were to capture me they would trap me within a split second of time and feed off of me forever. If Madame Kovarian were to get a hold of me, she could use me to destroy the universe and rebuild it to her liking.

What you need to do now, is protect me. Keep me safe until it's time for me to find our parents again.

And Jenny, I'm so sorry, but I can't remember any of this. You must make it so that I forget until the moment is right. When that moment comes, you'll know.

I love you, I'm sorry.

-Mara.

The baby in Jenny's arms wailed and kicked her feet as Jenny sank to her knees. "Shh, shh, it's alright." She felt fat tears start to roll down her cheeks. "It's gonna be okay, I promise." She swallowed, and soothed her little sister with her mind. She then tried to reach out to their dad, but he was blocked from her. Jenny bit her lip and clutched the baby tighter in her arms. "I'm never gonna let anything happen to you sister," she whispered. "I promise."